The 'LIGHT' House

They say "Life is the best teacher". The Following is a true story telling what one high school girl learned while doing research for a report.

Is it a "baby" before it is born? You be the judge after you read her story.

What Lori Learned

Lori was the youngest sister of a Catholic family of four. In school she was given the assignment to write a report on the subject of "abortion". This was to be completed and turned in at the end of Spring Break.

For her Spring vacation, her mother took her to San Diego, California to visit her oldest brother, Randy, and his wife, Sharon, who had just happily discovered a month earlier, "they" were pregnant.

Sharon had not had the usual morning sickness with this pregnancy, as she'd experienced with previous ones. She felt quite energized, as a matter of fact, and didn't let her condition stop her from playing on the Church Softball team. Randy had pleaded with her not to play, but Sharon believed she knew her limits and felt quite confident that all would be well for now. Unfortunately, she might have wanted to heed Randy's warnings, as during a softball game, Sharon, playing left field, a safer position, and another lady, playing second base, were both running to catch the ball, when suddenly, they collided with each other and fell to the ground. Denise got up and brushed herself off, and offered to help Sharon up. But, Sharon stayed on the ground, feeling a bit crampy. Randy came over right away and helped her to her feet, then walked her to the car. When they arrived home, Sharon was to discover that she had begun bleeding a bit. She called her doctor and he advised her to stay off her feet and rest for awhile. If the bleeding persisted or worsened, she should come in. To her relief, the bleeding seemed to stop. Thank God, all is well.
[***Notation: While Randy was speaking to this doctor, not "Sharon's" own doctor (he was out of town), but his office partner told Randy to make her lay down and keep her feet up and if she lost the baby, "well, it's no big deal, it's still early and not really a baby, she could always have another one!"***]

Lori and June, her mother, showed up at Randy and Sharon's door one sunny afternoon and announced they were there for the next two weeks and couldn't wait to go to see all the sites. The visit was a nice one, and Lori, knowing she had to work on her paper, felt comfortable in asking Sharon how she felt about abortion. She really needed some help on her Spring project, and would welcome any input Sharon could offer. She asked Lori what she felt, instead, and Lori spoke of all the options that had been suggested to her, and that she'd read about in a book. She showed Sharon some pictures she'd found in pamphlets and spoke of how horrible it was to see, but, she still felt that abortion was right in certain cases. Sharon could think of no case that would justify taking the life of any child. God gave that life to the woman to carry. If He didn't want that life to exist, it never would have been put there, or He would make the decision Himself. To Sharon's way of thinking, only God, Himself, had the right to decide who was to live or die. And a fetus was life from the very beginning! This satisfied Lori's need for that side of the question. Still, she believed that abortion was justifiable in certain mitigating circumstances.

A week went by and Sharon was spotting blood off and on, but nothing that caused her to be alarmed.

Lori went with her and Randy to the next Doctor's appointment, out of curiosity, mostly.

Sharon lay back on the table while Doctor Tarzy, who had delivered her baby girl just two years prior, listened for the baby's heartbeat for the second time since he gave her the good news. He kept repositioning the stethoscope. He looked away the whole time, while trying to listen for the familiar sound of a baby's heartbeat. After a few minutes, and Sharon becoming a bit anxious, he straightened himself and looked away.

"I don't hear it."

Sharon sat up, "You don't hear the baby's heartbeat?"

He looked at her and told her not to worry, it was either still too early or it's probably just in a position where he can't hear it. But, just to be on the safe side, he would order an Ultrasound for the next day.

Sharon left the examination room, and entered the lobby, very stiff and scared. Randy looked up and asked what was troubling her, but, she couldn't say anything. He got a bit concerned and pressed the issue. With a tear forming, she swallowed hard and said, "He can't hear the baby's heart. He wants me to go tomorrow for an ultrasound."

They left and when they got home, Sharon laid down. Lori came and sat by her and asked if she was all right. She said she'd be there if she needed anything and then she took her hand and held it.

The next day, Sharon and Randy left for the radiologists office. She checked in, undressed, put on the gown, and lay down on the table, with Randy at her side.

The gel was ice cold, as always, but she didn't seem to notice this time. She wanted to see the monitor screen. The technician positioned it so that both parents could see their little baby. While running the instrument across and up and down Sharon's mid-section, he would make little supposing noises.

His little "Hmmm"s and "Okay"s were getting to both Randy and Sharon.

Sharon then noticed a black shadow above the baby's head. She inquired as to what it meant.

The technician said "Oh, it's just part of the baby, that's all. Well, I think you're right on time here."

Sharon was quite relieved, but Randy was troubled.

They left the office and walked out to the car. Randy looked at Sharon and said, "There's something wrong with the baby, Sharon. That black shadow is "not" normal. It shouldn't be there around the baby's head."

"Oh, Randy, you're worrying too much. Didn't you hear what he said? We're right on time, so the baby's got to be all right. Don't worry so much." and she smiled a reassuring smile, as she eased into the car.

When they got home, June had fixed dinner, and it was waiting for them.

"So, how did it go?" she asked. "Is everything ok?"

Randy jumped in with, "I don't think so, Mom."

Sharon came back with "Oh, he's just too worried. We saw something on the ultrasound that looked strange, but the technician said the baby was the right size and all. We just have to wait until Monday for Dr. Tarzy to look them over and listen again. Everything will be fine." by this time, she didn't know who she was trying to convince, everyone else, or herself.

They sat down to dinner and Sharon felt an urge to go to the bathroom. She relieved herself, then noticed spotting. It seemed a bit heavier than usual, but figured it was just because of all the probing. She returned to her seat at the table and continued to eat and talk.

She felt the urge again and got up to relieve herself. She didn't know why she was feeling this constant need to urinate, but, she was pregnant.

She went to the bathroom again and there seemed to be more blood. She began getting pretty anxious and nervous, but returned to dinner, without letting on that anything unusual was taking place. Again she felt she must go to the bathroom and this time, she was bleeding and cramping. She didn't want to think what this meant and she was going to hang onto this baby for as long as possible. She returned to the table and then June asked her, "Are you all right?"

Sharon looked at her and asked, "Why do you ask?"

June looked at her, then at Randy and then at the clock.

"Because you have gotten up to go to the bathroom about every fifteen minutes since you sat down here." June was looking very worried.

Randy looked at Sharon and asked, "Is everything ok, Sharon?"

She had to finally concede, "I don't think so. I've been bleeding since we got home. I was hoping it was just from the probing, but it's getting heavier."

Randy got up from his seat, walked over to hers and helped her up, telling her to go lay down while he called the doctor.

While he was busy talking to the receptionist at the office, she lay on the sofa, feeling very frightened.

Lori came over and sat by her again and asked if she was all right. Then Sharon felt the urge to go to the bathroom again. Lori helped her, and the cramping got worse. After only trickling a tiny bit, they went back to the sofa and June asked, "What will you do if you lose the baby, Sharon?"

She didn't want to answer that. She was NOT going to lose her baby. She just wasn't.

But, within ten minutes of that question, she felt the undeniable urge to push, as if she were in labor.

She went to the bathroom, squatted on the floor in front of the toilet, put her right hand down between her legs, while supporting herself against the wall with her left hand, and she pushed with all her might, as the feeling was so strong now.

Into her hand fell a small baby. It had fingers and toes, she could see the arteries to the heart through the transparent skin. The most horrible site, though, was the head. That black shadow that had shown on the monitor screen was right there, attached to the baby's head...protruding from the skull. It was a ruptured tumor, she was to find out later.

Lori stood in the doorway, as she watched Sharon position herself on the toilet, in shock, repeating, "It's a baby. It's a baby."

June grabbed Lori and told her to leave, but Sharon looked up from her grief and said, "No. Let her stay.

Lori, this IS a baby! See? Do you see my baby?"

Sharon held her baby close to her. She needed to know one thing. Was it a boy or a girl? She spread the little tiny legs apart and there she saw, it was a boy. She then broke into uncontrollable tremors and a wailing so great, that everyone there, including her two daughters, began crying.

Afterward, while Sharon lay on that sofa, bleeding, Lori came to her side and cried. She promised Sharon that her paper would tell how terrible abortions must be, when what they kill "IS" a baby!

She saw with her own eyes, what a young fetus looks like. It was disputed as to whether the fetus had been a 12 week or 16 week fetus, but, no matter, what they all saw, was a REAL baby.